A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 150 150 Fireworks Case (5)

While watching the singing and dancing, Yeats paid attention to the movement on the opposite side. When he accidentally glanced at it, he felt as if he had seen King Han somewhere.

When she wanted to take a closer look, King Han was sitting in the main seat, and people kept coming forward to salute in front of him, blocking Yeats' view.

Zhao Wei, the king of Pingyang County, was always accompanying King Han. He happened to be in Yeats's sight. Yeats noticed that the facial features of the two people were very similar. Could it be that he thought he had met King Han just now because he had met Zhao Wei in Yangzhou?

Yeats put aside this question and thought about why Pei Jingning asked her to wear women's clothing to the Star Picking Pavilion, and why did he let her stay in the private room just to show her what King Han looked like?

Why let her see what King Han looks like?
Yeats thought to himself, it seems that she will know more about King Han in the future. Pei Jingning cannot ask her to come and meet him for no reason. There must be deep meaning.

During a song and dance, after meeting with several royal relatives and princes, King Han left again, just like a formality like the leader of the inspection.

After a while, Pei Jingning and Zhao Qian returned to the private room.

It was getting late, Yeats was going back, and Pei Jingning saw her off.

Seeing that Nanping County Prince Zhao Qian was still there, Yeats said, "Sir, how about I go back by myself..."

Pei Jingning did not agree. He brought the little girl out, so of course he would send her back. "Qi An, you can do it yourself!" After saying that, he pulled Yeats up and left the private room.

Zhao Qian just sat down and picked up the cup to take a sip of water. Before he could swallow a sip, he, the guest, was left in the private room by the host, "@#, he is really a guy who values ​​sex over friends."

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the night was cold and windy. Sitting in the warm carriage, Yeats fell asleep again.

Pei Jingning held her delicate little hand, "How is it?"

Three words suddenly appeared, and Yeats was not confused. He leaned in his arms and without opening his eyes, he knew what he was asking, "Romantic and suave, jade trees facing the wind."

Damn!

Yeats' hand was pinched by someone, and it still hurt. She opened her eyes suddenly and raised her face, "Why don't you ask me how it is?"

Pei Jingning reached out and pinched her nose, "Naughty, is this what I'm asking?"

"But that's all I can see."

He pinched her little nose and didn't let go.

"Hmm..." Yeats tried to move his hand away, but she couldn't breathe.

"Speak well?"

"Hmm..." Yeats quickly nodded and admitted defeat.

Pei Jingning loosened his fingers and looked down at her with smiles in his eyes.

Criminal profiling is a commonly used investigative method in criminal investigation. It identifies criminals on the basis of analyzing crimes and criminal methods. It includes basic profiling, predictive profiling, psychological profiling, etc.

When Pei Jingning asked her how King Han was doing, Yeats understood that Master Shaoqing asked her to profile King Han as a criminal.

Yeats wondered: "My lord, he is not a prisoner after all."

"I didn't say he was a prisoner. I just wanted to ask what you think after seeing him."

Yeats had never met King Han before. With her extraordinary ability to identify prisoners, Pei Jingning felt that she should have a different impression when he met him.

"Really?"

"Ah."

Ok.

Yeats said: "Looking across the fence, you will see that you are tall, handsome and graceful. You are a humble gentleman and as smooth as jade..."

"..." Is this because he didn't let her get a closer look?Pei Jingning raised his eyebrows.

Yeats smiled mischievously, "If you look carefully, you will see that despite the naturalness, his eyes are shrewd and rounded, and he is deeply involved in the world."

Pei Jingning frowned slightly, feeling that he didn't evaluate her properly, but he didn't ask her.

Yeats smiled mischievously, "Shrewdness means love of money, and harmony means being able to play the art of balancing."

Sure enough, Pei Jingning raised his eyebrows high and smiled.Yeats pursed his lips and said, "Who doesn't love money, I do too."

Pei Jingning reached out and scratched her nose, "Sometimes I think that maybe you were a fortune teller in your previous life."

"..."

"Otherwise, every time I catch the murderer, I will be very accurate."

Uh... That's not called 'accurate'. It's a criminal profile written based on the evidence at the scene, the posture of the victim, and the position of the victim. It's not fortune telling, brother!
Yeats didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "My lord, with your current status, you are more accurate in judging people than I am."

The difference is: you know people, she just knows evil.

It was already midnight when they got home, and Ye Dahe and his wife were waiting for Yeats as usual.

Yeats had changed back into men's clothing.

"Mom and dad, I didn't let you wait."

"No, no..." Ms. Ye said quickly, fearing that her daughter would blame her, "We are too old to sleep."

Yeats was helpless, "Mom and dad, when we encounter a case, you have also seen it. We investigated it all night the night before yesterday. Don't wait for me. Really, don't wait."

"Then...then you..." Ye Dahe wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know where to start.

Yeats held each one up with one hand, "Father, mother, don't worry. In the capital, no one dares to make mistakes against the emperor."

"Then you don't kill people all day long?"

"..." Come on, how can I persuade you?

There was a case pressing on him, and the next day, Yeats got up early, had a hurried breakfast, and went on duty.

It was agreed yesterday that Ye, Teng and others were divided into three groups to investigate until evening, when they met in the yard of the deceased.

Yeats asked, "How did your investigation go?"

Zhang Jin replied: "The ten men I checked were all witnesses the night before yesterday. They were either visiting elders or entertaining guests at home for dinner. They were all busy during the New Year and had never been to Madam Liu."

Teng Chong said, "Same here."

Yeats clicked his tongue, "It's the same here, so that's weird. Could it be that the murderer wasn't a prostitute?"

Teng Chong shook his head, "I think it's a prostitute. It would be great if we could find that girl."

Yeats put his hands behind his hands and walked from the outside of the courtyard to the inside of the courtyard, and then from the inside to the outside of the courtyard, walking back and forth several times.

She found that Liu Niangzi's entrance to the courtyard happened to be at the bend of the alley. Standing in the middle of the courtyard entrance, she could see clearly inside and outside the alley entrance, but if people were walking outside the alley entrance, she could not see clearly from many angles. What kind of outsiders come into the yard?

This courtyard door is really amazing. Is this courtyard specially prepared for prostitutes?
The wild goose leaves marks, the wind leaves a sound.

Yeats didn't believe in any perfect crime, it must be that they didn't find the direction.

She squatted at the gate.

In the evening, the birds return to their nests.

The neighbor lady who was chatting yesterday couldn't help but stop when she saw the handsome official official, "Sir official, have you found the murderer?"

Yeats stood up and greeted his aunt with a smile, "Are you coming back to buy soy sauce?"

"Yeah, when I was making dinner, I found that the soy sauce at home was gone. I couldn't bring it back from the shop in front of me."

Yeats followed the direction of her finger and asked something like this, "Madam, when men come here to have fun with Mrs. Liu, have they ever been discovered by their mother-in-law and come to make noise?"

"There must be."

"Then the aunt still remembers which family that noisy lady belongs to and what she does for a living!"

(End of this chapter)